Potty Training Day 1

Jack had a birthday party on Saturday, so we didn't start until he woke up from his nap.  We brought him downstairs and fed him lunch.  We then told him it was time to give his diapers to Charlie because he was a big boy now.

We then put underwear on him and told him that he was a big boy and big boys go in the toilet.  Look at that face!

And then the fun began.  According to the method, we asked him a hundred times if he was dry.  Then congratulated him when he was.  He would say he was dry and we would cheer.  But he would say he was dry even if he was wet.  Soiled underwear was stacking up in the washer.  Then he started saying he had to go right after he had gone in his pants.  I was encouraged by that.  Things were starting to click.

After the 7th pair of soiled underwear, we decided to try going commando.  He would go, and after he went on himself, he would tell us he had to go.  Ugghh.  And just when I was questioning this method, he told me had to go, I swooped him up, and ran him to the toilet.  Who knew a long, steady stream of urine would excited you so much?!

He had a couple more accidents after that, but he did keep telling us he had to go.  So I was encouraged.  And we had one more successful run to the toilet.

Night 1 - We read a story and tried to go to the bathroom.  We read another book and sat down again.  Nothing.  We brushed our teeth and he went on himself, standing up, on the stool, brushing his teeth, with me right next to him.  Really?!

We put him to bed and around 11:30, he called me.  He had gone to the bathroom on himself.  We changed him and his sheets and put him back to bed.  At 6:30, he called again.  We changed him, his sheets, and put him back to bed.  He slept until 10 and was dry when he woke up!  We cheered and gave him a Skittle (it is amazing how that little piece of candy is such a reward for him!).

And we began the fun again....